Manjushri, in search of wisdom, a blog by Manjushri
I have never felt so frustrated before. All my life I have been told about how much I talk and argue and how difficult I can be sometimes and yet when the time was for me to react that way I chose not to. Now that conveyed a completely different personality of mine (a fraction of me is still a listener) to people who knew me just for a day or two. I became “weak and introverted” which everyone who knows me long enough would laugh at or atleast let out a chuckle. I am an extrovert through and through (even proven by psychological tests in my class). I am one of the craziest people I know and my guts, sometimes even I shudder to think of what all I have done. I know my enthusiasm is infectious and my passion can make people wonder what fuels my energy, my curiosity surrounding the debates on words, meanings and meaningless topics, I can talk till people ask me do your jaws hurt? What do you not know?
The more I learn the more I realise how little I know. Excerpt from Karmic Disasters
SangayKhandu’s Blog, a blog by Sangay Khandu, a Member of the Parliament of Bhutan (Representative to the National Council from Gasa Dzongkhag).
Sangay Khandu says: This is my personal blog where I write about subjects which interests me. It ranges from photographs to articles on personal experiences as well as professional. These are however my own opinions and therefore, the contents remain mine (unless otherwise stated). I do this to keep record of my own understanding of things but I also welcome discussions. I hope you will spend some time here reading and adding comments if you feel like. I certainly welcome them!
Leadership vacuum is most worrying and for all the right reasons. Do I think there is a possibility of leadership vacuum? My own opinion that the symptoms definitely are a growing concern and should be taken seriously. More and more we hear of absence of good leaders. This is a worrying trend and we may have to take the time to reflect on it. To truly ascertain the extent of the concern, an assessment or study maybe important and could prove useful in determining the next steps in addressing the vacuum. – Excerpt from Thoughts on Leadership Vaccum
PaSsu Diary – Journal of an Ordinary Man, a blog by PaSsu
I love writing diary. I kept several open diaries, they were priceless for me but over time I lost them. Now I have a diary which will never be lost, which will bring me friends from across the world, which will let me think harder and write better. I write about things that matter to me and my thinking, which includes almost everything-even crazy ideas. I love photography and my diary is from where I can share this grand hobby. There is nothing personal about my diary!
Over the years everything changed; I have no friends in the village, kids there don’t know me, old people hardly recognize me, even the village itself is unwelcoming after its rebirth from the ashes of February 2002, and at times I get a feeling that I no more belong there. But someone there remained unchanged ever since I could remember, my mother, for whom my heart is fully inclined. She always awaits my arrival at this time of the year, perhaps for the last eighteen years. Today mobile phone keeps us almost together though but home going is something so special that I can never misplace it in the chaos of time and change. – Excerpt from Going Home
Reflections of a Bhutanese man (Thoughts on things related to Bhutan and my creative writings), a blog by Cigay
I would like to state that GNH is a balanced and holistic approach to development. I do not know if there is a need to measure GNH, but since the world is obsessed with figures, Bhutan is currently undertaking an exercise to develop a GNH index. As Bhutan has shown, GNH is a practical approach, not a utopian quest. It can find application not only in Bhutan, but also in other countries that are willing to give it a try. GNH may not only make the world a happier place to live in, but also save it from the environmental disaster that the conventional models of economic development are leading us to. GNH may truly serve as the development philosophy of the twenty first century for a secure and peaceful world.
A story of Bhutanese refugees by Bhutanstory
[I like to know the truth. And I want the truth to prevail.]
The concept of a Greater Nepal featured prominently in the delusions of the Nepalese diaspora those days, encouraged no doubt by the successes of the Gorkhaland movement in Darjeeling and Kalimpong. Many of them relished the idea of Bhutan going the Sikkim way…
Despite the fact that their leaders had a big role to play in leading Nepalese out from Bhutan to Nepal for their ‘big plan’, the refugees keep claiming that they were forcefully evicted by the Bhutanese military. In this age of information, such lies can do great harm to Bhutan if we do not take measures to tell our side of the stories too. There is a risk that even our own people (especially the younger generation) would be misinformed.
Healing in the Himalayas, a blog by Bernadette Currier,a physical therapist from California spending four months volunteering in Bhutan. She teaches physical therapy to students and clinicians at the National Referral Hospital. She has come to Bhutan to share her clinical expertise, enhance her own spiritual practices, and enjoy the beauty of life in this Himalayan Kingdom.
Three and a half hours later, following a stop in Bagdogra, India, the magnificence of flying through the Himalayas was revealed to me. “So Close to Heaven” is a term I have come across several times to describe Bhutan and its’ neighboring regions, and looking out the window I understood why. Set upon a blue sky with pure white clouds, the grandeur of Mt. Everest and its’ surrounding mountain peaks were a heavenly sight. The mysticism of the Eastern Himalaya appeared to be in my reach and I knew that I was meant to be taking this journey. As we crossed into Bhutan and the plane began its approach towards Paro Valley, the snow peaked mountains descended into forested hillsides, which eventually housed ornate looking monasteries and colorful prayer flags. As beautiful Bhutanese music played in the background, I took in the sights and sounds and felt so grateful to have the opportunity to be welcomed into this “Land of the Thunder Dragon”.
Dzongsar Jamyang Khyentse Rinpoche, an unofficial blog by a devotee
Without a single scientific tool, Prince Siddhartha sat on a patch of kusha grassbeneath a ficus religiosa tree investigating human nature. After a long time of contemplation, he came to the realisation that all form, including our flesh and bones, and all our emotions and all our perceptions, are assembled – they are the product of two or more things coming together. When any two components or more come together, a new phenomenon emerges – nails and wood become a table; water and leaves become tea; fear, devotion, and a savior become God. This end product doesn’t have an existence independent of its parts. Believing it truly exists independently is the greatest deception. Meanwhile parts have undergone a change. Just by meeting, their character has changed and, together, they have become something else – they are “compounded.”
He realized that this applies not only to the human experience but to all matter, the entire world, the universe – because everything is interdependent, everything is subject to change. Not one component in all creation exists in an autonomous, permanent, pure state. Not the book you are holding, not atoms, not even the gods.
- Dzongsar Jamyang Khyentse Rinpoche, from What Makes You not a Buddhist
Winefiction by cosmicdust
Writings and Indulgence, there is no wine here, only fiction…
Anger minced his coolness. Tiny pieces of temperament scattered across the moods of people gathered around him. Rage bargained his clarity and blinded his reason.
Rage consumed his intelligence. Intelligence consumend his mind. Wisdom consumed rage…
Whipping Words by Wordwhipper
Whipper of words. Of wits quick and emotions slow. Lover of fishes. Of impacts large and sizes small. Consumer of drinks. Of effects hard and tastes soft.
Wine makes some beautiful ones teary, and others confess their true feelings. She was facing both ends of the ordeal.
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